Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.

Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.

Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.

Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.

Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.

Not much is known of the past of Drakon, the self-proclaimed Serpent King. ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s been said that he was born hundreds of years ago into a clan of serpent people located far below the land that would become Freedom City. Possessed with mystical knowledge passed on by generations, Drakon wished for a time when his people would once again ascend to the surface to again become rulers of the Earth. He lusted for powerÃ¢â‚¬Â¦unlimited power, and spent years travelling the world in search of any scrap of parchment that would help him achieve his goals. After a time, he felt that he had achieved enough power to help his people. Upon returning to the clan, he found it decimated; years of civil war and natural disaster had taken their toll. Eventually, he was the only one left standing. He had become timeless in his power, and had nothing left but what burned in his dark heart. He latched onto his lust as a last refuge. He looked up from the darkness of his lair towards the surface world, knowing that one day he would reclaim what his clan had fought for millennia to achieve. The total domination of everything before him.